It's Thanksgiving day and for the second year in a row, we've gone out to eat instead of cooking. I'm glad about this for several reasons. First, not as much together time with family. Tensions can run high when everyone's in close proximity for too long. (Why don't we like each other?) Second, I got to have a burger instead of turkey. And I had mashed potatoes and gravy instead of fries. Oh happy day! Kenneth sat with his aunt's family instead of with Brian and me. I watched his face as he interacted with them. It was happy. He was laughing. It's obvious he prefers their company - he always has. Every time I see him like that, I wonder why he was born to me. Why am I the parent God gave him? On the bright side, he lets me have lots of alone time... With some of that alone time I had this morning, I drew out a new watercolor block painting using orthogons. I learned about this - what should I call it? - design the